After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 375 - 137: Creation Witch_2

However.

"Ugh!" The clown girl’s eyes widened as the playing card slipped from her fingers, her lower belly pierced by a horse hoof. It was an unexpected way to die, why would there be such an absurdly fast speed. It was beyond her expectations.

Her body fell.

With one hand bracing against the sand, the clown girl tried to retrieve a healing card to mend her wounds, but suddenly felt a heaviness in her head, and it smashed down into the sand.

Consciousness came to an abrupt halt.

"Partner, I didn’t expect you to be this powerful?" Xi Mu stroked the little mare’s neck and glanced at the clown girl, who disintegrated into specks of light.

The little mare snorted with pride; after all, she was a top-tier monster, with the potential to become the resurrection vessel for the Monster Witch, and she had obtained magic from the Witch of Death that turned her into the Monster Witch a while ago.

She couldn’t help being powerful.

"However, leave the fighting to me," Xi Mu spoke with a hint of resignation, "If you handle all the fights, wouldn’t I just be like an accessory on you?"

"Is that alright?" The little mare turned her head to inquire of Ahtal, worried that Ahtal might face an accident.

In response, Xi Mu smiled gently:

"Partner, let me play the role of a knight."

"Mhm." The little mare fell silent for a moment, looked at Ahtal with a tender smile, and agreed somewhat dazedly. Since Ahtal had already made a decision, she could only choose to respect it.

"Let me take this one." A dwarf leapt down from the spectator seats, his face covered with scales, and he approached Ahtal barehanded.

"Our situations should be quite similar." He stopped in his tracks, spread his arms, and began to introduce himself to Ahtal.

"I am a hybrid of a dwarf and a hydra monster, born with nine lives. Unless you kill me nine times in one go, I am immortal."

"I also possess the ’Size’ demon power and the re-manifestation of a self-awakened Divine Artifact."

He laughed heartily.

"Like you, I too am a mix of monsters!" As he spoke, his body ballooned, heads burst out of his neck, and dark purple scales emerged on his skin, transforming into a hydra.

A deadly poison gas wafted through the air.

"Come on, show me how strong you really are!" The nine hydra heads opened their mouths, spewing out weapon after weapon, all manifestations of Divine Artifacts he had seen in the past.

Although the quality of each could not possibly match that of the original Divine Artifacts, the sheer number made up for it, and if used well, they did not pose a problem.

Xi Mu did not respond, but his body did, glowing with red scales, transforming into a humanoid dragon, as flames that could consume the world poured out from between the scales, distorting the air as they burnt.

"Wow, you actually forced Ahtal to transform." The God of Hell showed a surprised expression; he certainly understood Ahtal’s strength and knew Ahtal had been holding back.

Now, facing the hydra, Ahtal openly used all his power-ups, clearly demonstrating that he took the hydra seriously.

The clash that followed promised to be spectacular.

However. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Light flooded the duel arena.

The hydra disintegrated into mist under a single strike, and the battle ended in an instant.

"Using the Sword of Light now?" The God of Dreams was surprised, but soon realized the wielder of the Sword of Light was not Ahtal; no... to be more precise, someone else took Ahtal’s place in paying the price for the use of the Sword of Light.

Ahtal’s lifeless outer garment detached, falling powerlessly onto the sand and gravel of the arena, looking back at Ahtal on horseback.

"Sorry, he was indeed a bit tricky."

"Without my adjustment, your upcoming battles will be difficult." The Dragon King shook his head and struggled to stand, staggering toward the arena’s exit.

He hadn’t expected Ahtal to make such a decisive move, using all his magic power to pay the price for wielding the Sword of Light.

Ahtal would now have to rely on his own strength to fight.

"Then the next one." Xi Mu’s tone became more urgent, like a bloodthirsty warrior. He could feel the Creation Witch deep within Hell becoming more active with his fighting. The gaze cast upon him was growing clearer.

Once a living being arrived in Hell, the normally dormant Creation Witch would start to awaken, and if that being was connected and in close proximity to the Creation Witch, the resurrection time would be even quicker.

Since the rule of the Goddess of Death shrouded Hell and forbid any life to enter, the Creation Witch sealed at the bottom had no chance to awaken from its slumber.

Now, however, the situation had changed. A living being had come to the bottommost depths of Hell, and was connected to the Creation Witch.

The dormant Creation Witch was inevitably going to wake up.

"I’ll go." Heracles jumped into the duel arena and took up a boxing stance, the density of magic power in the air shifted.

"Boom!" The arena shook, a pillar of fire surged into the sky, stirring the clouds into change.

The battle erupted instantly.

This time the fight did not end immediately. Heracles, using his "Density" ability, faced Ahtal head-on.

Previously, he had indeed been slain by Ahtal, but that was under the circumstance that Ahtal had unleashed two strikes of the Sword of Light in quick succession.